"Trust me," said the spindle spider to the fly
"I only eat my own kind"
In fear the fly fled, careering across the room
In panic he landed, a moment to soon
Caught in the strands of another's web
The spindle spider came but he was already dead
This is my entry to #zapfic by @felt.buzz where the challenge is to tell a story in 240 characters or less, bang on 240 here! The prompt for this round is Trust. You can see all the entries under the #zapfic tag and check out the rules etc under the original post
I saw this pretty fly in my porch one morning, not the best photo, but taken in a hurry and then cropped smaller, so not too bad.